For I can raise no money by vile means.

O vile,Intolerable, not to be endured!

He that wants money, means, and content, is without three good friends.

He that stands upon a slippery place, makes nice of no vile hold to stay him up

Self-love, my liege, is not so vile a sin, as self-neglecting.

Was ever book containing such vile matterSo fairly bound? O, that deceit should dwellIn such a gorgeous palace!